“Erin, you have company!” Mom shouted up the stairs, excited for the day for the first time in a long while. Mrs. St. Claire had contacted her the night before and offered her a job paying nearly double what she’d been making at her old job. Van’s mother had also told my mom everything, which had been a topic of discussion late into the night, and why I was surprised that I had company. I never had company.
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